Ran It Up Songtext
von Rich the Kid

Told y′all play with the kid right
Told y'all play with the kid right nahmean
Rich on the beat one time

I put more rings in my fingers
I got her white like topanga
Walkin′ in trap with my banger
A mansion I don't got no neighbors
Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up
Ran it up they been hatin' I don′t give a fuck


My dick in her mouth a retainer
I pull out the strap with a laser
The Goyard got racks you a hater
I got her white like topanga
Run it up, woke up with 50 racks, my pockets stuffed
I got a Glock like a ranger, walk up on me you in danger
Skrt, I was broke til′ I went to vert
Bend it over, that's yo bitch, I′m liftin' up her skirt
You cuffing′ a whole of top, I'm bagging queens on the block
Rick owens it cost me the guap
Ain′t fucking I just want the top

I put more rings in my fingers
I got her white like topanga
Walkin' in trap with my banger
A mansion I don't got no neighbors
Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up
Ran it up they been hatin′ I don′t give a fuck
I put more rings in my fingers
I got her white like topanga
Walkin' in trap with my banger
A mansion I don′t got no neighbors
Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up
Ran it up they been hatin' I don′t give a fuck


If a pussy nigga hatin' I don′t give a fuck
If a pussy bitch hatin' I don't give a shit
I′m just tryna′ duck the police nigga crying shit
I'm just tryna′ duck them people in them crown vics
Pour a four then slow, woah
Told that bitch put her clothes up
i8 got the doors up
Sandwich on me, nigga cold cut
Recording on the back of the bus I done poured up, (Swear)
Make the lil bitch jump like a frog yeah nigga I told her

I put more rings in my fingers
I got her white like topanga
Walkin' in trap with my banger
A mansion I don′t got no neighbors
Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up
Ran it up they been hatin' I don′t give a fuck

I put more rings in my fingers
I got her white like topanga
Walkin' in trap with my banger
A mansion I don't got no neighbors
Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up
Ran it up they been hatin′ I don′t give a fuck

Your main bitch the one you hate
I need that lean like a patient
I know that you said I wouldn't make it
I walk on Chanel, got on laces
Give a fuck about magazines, the pistol it came with magazines
Rich The Kid on the beat
Bend her over, make her skeet
I got the ticket to fuck it up
They hating′ on me I don't care, Fendi socks and underwear
In love with the man in the mirror
Hold up ran up a sack then brought it to the trap
We forever on the map
Breaking my wrist bring it back
The Mazi paint it matte black

I put more rings in my fingers
I got her white like topanga
Walkin′ in trap with my banger
A mansion I don't got no neighbors (I don′t!)
Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up
Ran it up they been hatin' I don't give a fuck

I put more rings in my fingers
I got her white like topanga
Walkin′ in trap with my banger
A mansion I don′t got no neighbors
Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up
Ran it up they been hatin' I don′t give a fuck(Yeah!)